Today was not my day and I'm pretty bum about it.
I unlocked the door to my house and came inside. I dropped my sports bag and messenger bag on the floor, removing my shoes since my mom would probably flip if I walked around the house with it.
Seeing as it was still too early, I thought the house would be empty. Dad would be at work and Mom would be at the grocery buying all these organic stuff. And Vi, she would be at school where I should also be but unfortunately, being caught doing drugs officially kicked me out. Now I have to tell the rents, what joy that would be. I bet they wished I was the baby that came out dead.
"Ugh,"
I stopped dead just as I was about to put my car keys down on the kitchen island.
"UGH!"My head snapped to the directions of the master bedroom where the noise was coming from. I suddenly felt dread as the blood in my veins turn cold.
"Hello?" I asked but nobody answered, well except for the noise which suddenly sounds like sex noises. I frowned and dropped my car keys. Maybe Mom and Dad were home?
I cringe, "Eww, gross!" I hissed suddenly finding the urge to throw up. However, I never manage to when suddenly, the front door open and in came my mom with a bunch of things. She was perplexed when she saw my stuff near the door and when she looked up towards the kitchen, I held my finger up to my lips in a gesture of silence. Though confused, she didn't speak as she slowly walked over to me and put the groceries down on the counter.
"There's somebody inside the house," I whispered to her, gesturing towards the master bedroom. Her brown eyes widen as she too heard the noises. She quickly scrambled for her phone in her bag then pulled it out. Dialing 911, she held me close with her other hand. I felt her tremble as she explained quietly to the end of the line that there was an intruder in her house. Quickly, she told the our home address before hanging up.
"You stay here," She told me but I was a little uncomfortable with letting her go one her own. Especially with how her voice showed so much fear.
"No, it's better I come. In case…" I let my sentence hang. I pulled out a knife sitting on it's stand at the counter. She mimicked my action and then grabbed my hand.
"You stay behind," She ordered to me and then led me towards the stairs leading to the master's bedroom. We walked as silently as possible, my heart beating wildly as we grew nearer and nearer. It was only when we were close did I suddenly felt bad about whatever it was that was inside the room. It was definitely sex noises, no doubt about it.
We stopped in front of the door and mom my looked at me with fear. I gulped and nodded, telling her I was here. She looked back at the door and at the same time, we held our weapons up, preparing to attack it it was necessary. But something in the pit of my stomach told me it wouldn't be needed.
Slowly, my mom opened the door. The light from the room escaped into the hall as the door opened with a slow creak. What we both saw would change our lives forever. My eyes almost popped out of their sockets the minute my eyes landed on….Dad….and his student.
"Shit," I said, flabbergast. Suddenly found myself brain dead and unable to walk away from the scene. My mom however, seemed to have suddenly lost herself. She let go of my hand and quickly walked away. My Dad quickly wrapped himself up and was by the door in a second. He stopped to look at me and I stumbled away from him, sputtering for anything to say.
"I'm sorry," He said and then ran towards my mother who was about to descend the stairs. "Vivian, I'm sorry" He called at her and tried to grab her. My mother, in her unfit state of mind, turned around and swung the knife at him.
I gasp, my hands flying to my open mouth. It was only then that I realize I was crying. "Don't you ever touch me!" My mother hissed, pointing the knife threateningly at him. She spun around and walked away. My Dad hanged back and put pressure on his wound. It was only when I heard the front door slam did I wake up from my numb state.
I started to run towards my mom. "Hale," My Dad tried to stop me but I push him away and like my mom, I ran downstairs and followed her.
The move, as they said it, was a fresh start for all of us. But who were we kidding? So what if we change houses, the facts will still be the same. Vivian got a miscarriage and Ben's a cheating dickhead. Violet's suicidal and I'm a crack head. Even if we move to the North Pole, we'll still be carrying those "emotional baggages". Besides, it's not the house that's the problem, it's the people that lived in it.
I sped past Ben's car on the high way just as we passed the sign that said "Los Angeles". I turn to the side for a second to watch my sister looking bored out of her mind while my parents were chatting up front. Ben saw me and instantly frowned. He honked his car, "Slow down!" He yelled at me through the open window.
I smirked behind my helmet and gunned the engine to my Ducati.
I blew past them, chuckling as I did.
When I arrived at the new house, Ben's car was already parked at the curb. I immediately killed my engine and removed my helmet. Dismounting my bike, I walked up to the house and stopped dead in the yard to look up at the "mansion" we were going to live in. I squinted through the afternoon light and cringe when I saw how horrible the place was.
"Damn, are we really that desperate?" I askedunder my breath. It was old and looked like it housed hundred ghosts in it. And I was pretty sure there'd be creaking at night. Not to mention the rats and other vermin that might be living in it.
"Bummer," I sighted and continued walking.
I opened the front door just in time see the damn dog take a beeline towards the back. It started barking loudly at a door, as if it house an intruder inside it.
"Retard," I groaned and walked over to it. I passed by the kitchen and saw Ben and Vivien with Violet and the Real Estate agent. She was explained about the kitchen, which was smoking unlike the rest of the house.
My father saw me and smiled, I gestured towards the dog and he nodded. I immediately disappeared further into the house, passing the stairs to see what was behind it. The dog kept barking and when I saw what it was yapping about, I raised and eyebrow at him, "What, you haven't seen a horribly old door before?" I asked him but he was too busy barking at the door.
I sighted and kicked him with my sneakers. He yelped and ran away, probably to tattle at Vivian. I turn back to the door. It seemed like it led to the basement or something. Maybe it was a closet.
I wanted to just ignore it and instead join the team back at the kitchen. But something told me I should open it, "Must be curiosity" I grumbled, taking a grab at the knob, "And that's what killed the cat" I added as I twisted the cold steel in my hand. It didn't budge as I expected. What can I say, this place looks like it's haven't been touch since world war two ended.
I tried again, this time, I put more elbow grease in it. Fortunately, it budge open, swinging swiftly that I hit my forehead with it. "FUCK!" I cussed.
"Is everything all right?" I turn around to find my sister looking at me with a grin.
"Did you just saw that?" I asked, wishing she didn't. She grinned and joined me, "What did you find" She asked, peering down at a narrow stairway going down.
"A tunnel to China," I answered, going inside. She gave a sarcastic laugh, "Funny" She answered, following me. The stairs creaked a lot, making me worried it would fall under us. "Hey, stay close" I told Violet, she silently agreed and together we bounded the stairs.
There was nothing much to see when we reached the bottom, just your typical basement. There was junk everywhere and further down, I couldn't see anything because of the lack of light. "It smells here," I complained, sniffing at the horrible smell that seemed to emit from the dark side of the basement.
"Maybe it's a dead rat," Violet supplied.
I cringe, "Whatever, we should go back up." I turned around and saw my sister peering curiously around. "Come on" I urge her and slowly she complied. We headed back up the stairs, closing the door behind me. We found our parents already moving in towards the living room. We quickly joined them.
"Murder, suicide" The real estate agent told Vivian just as we entered the living room. I tried not to snicker when I saw my parent's eyes widen at the sudden piece of information, both of them sharing a look later on.
"I sold them the house too," She added, "They were just the sweetest couple"
She tried to smile after, "You never know, I guess"
I walked over to the window while Violet studied the room. Outside, I could see the front lawn from here and beyond that was the road.
"That explains why the house is half the price in every other neighborhood, I guess" Ben said with a rather displeased tone.
The real estate agent sensed it and immediately started yapping about another house up for sale. However, it was way too expensive for our budget which means either it was this house or a motel for tonight.
"Where did it happen?" Violet suddenly asked. I stepped away from the window and turned around to hear the agent's answer, "The basement," She answered quickly.
Violet seemed happy to hear it, "We'll take it," She told the agent confidently.
My brows rose to my hair line and I was pretty sure my parents were surprised too. We all turn to look at her and she only smirked back at us.
"So I guess were sharing," I walked in on my new room and saw my sister sitting on the bed. My bed, which hasn't been moved in yet, should be resting in the other side of the room. It would be cramped up when my shit and Violet's shit would be moved in. And I was dreading that and the fact that I wouldn't have privacy like I want it.
"Are you sleeping on the floor tonight?" She asked me.
"I'm not sleeping in a bed, that's for sure" I sighted as I grab the pillow and blanket sitting on the foot of the bed. I walked over to the other side where my bed should be and dump everything on it.
"I so hope there isn't rants in this room or else I'll be sleeping with Vivien and Ben tonight" I shuddered at the thought.
"So, what do you think of the house?" Violet asked just as I sat down on the floor and arrange the pillow where I wanted.
"It's creepy and it's old but I guess beggars can't be choosers" I sighted and laid back the hard floor, "What about you?" I asked, staring at the ceiling.
"I think it's cool" She answered and I could just picture her putting on a content smile.
"Teen angst," I sighted, closing my eyes and drifting to sleep.
"Are you giving me a ride?" Violet asked me as she bounded down stairs and entered the kitchen for breakfast.
"No" I answered while Vivian said "Yes" at the same time. I sighted, "But you make me drive slow when I give Violet a ride" I complained to my mother while Violet took the seat beside me.
"I always want you to drive slow honey. It's bad enough that your Dad gave you that killing machine and now you drive it like you're in a race" My mom said, pouring orange juice for Violet and I.
I sighted and jabbed at my bacon. "You'll drive Violet everyday to school Hale" My Mom ordered and I rolled my eyes, "Fine" I agreed against my will.
"Good" My mother smiled and beside me, Violet had a triumphant smirk.
I drive towards school like a maniac, arriving just in time. I killed the engine and took off my helmet the same time Violet took off hers. "That was fun," She smiled, handing me the spare helmet.
"Nice ride" A random guy complimented with a friendly smile as he walked by. I didn't have to glance around to notice that almost all the students outside where watching us. I shouldered my book back and dismounted my bike. I had to help Violet get off since she was wearing a dress.
"So this is Westfield High," I studied the people that were staring back at us as they passed by. Violet ignored them and instead, lit a cigarette for herself.
"You want some?" She asked me. I waved my hand a no, "Nah, I'm trying to quite" I answered and we started walking towards school. It was a good thing we were twins. If not, it would have been awkward going to school with nobody you know. And seeing as we were in the same grade, we were probably going to share some of the subjects if not all.
Violet was puffing like a dragon when we entered the school but everything was cool until I saw the group of girls who immediately eyed Violet with distaste upon seeing her. When we neared them, I could hear that they were talking about nipples which made me want to laugh at them but instead settled for an amused smirk. We were about to pass by them when the girl in the middle, the bitch with the leopard blazer, called at us "Hey!"
Violet and I both stopped to turn and she immediately stomped over towards us, "Student council passed a rule about smoking in public spaces"
"Second hand smoking kills" Her minion added.
I immediately smelled a fight but Violet didn't. Instead she dropped her cigarette, "I'm new, I didn't know" She told them, extinguishing her drag with her foot. If she thought that would appease the bitches of the school, she got it wrong. The girl who spoke first immediately got insulted, "What the hell is wrong with you?" She angrily asked, picking up the cigarette, "People sit her" She gestured with the cigarette in hand, "They eat here!" She added.
"You don't know me, why are you doing this" Violet asked, seemingly confused and a little annoyed now.
"Leah's grandmother died of lung cancer, that's why she takes this stuff seriously" the bitch minion explained knowingly.
I rolled my eyes and stepped in front of Violet, shielding her from the queen bitch, "Look, were sorry about it. She won't smoke here again" I tried to defuse the situation unfortunately, she didn't want to.
"Eat it!" She orded Violet, which peeked behind me.
"Wait, what?" I suddenly tensed up, ready to defend my twin from this bitch, "Either she eats it or I'm going to kick the shit out of you" She threatened.
"Fuck you, she won't eat anything" I growled at her.
"Come on, that's enough" The third girl spoke up for the first time.
"No!, no!" The bitch disagreed, "I want to see her eat it," She decided firmly and started to go past me to get to Violet but I push her back, "Back off bitch!" I snapped as she stumbled back.
"You whore!" The girl growled and lunge at me. We started to fight each other, she was going for my hair while I tried to push her off. Her friends and Violet were around us, telling us to stop and I was cool with that but the bitch clearly wanted blood. And at some point, my head started to hurt from all the hair pulling so I decided to spit on her face which made her shriek but let go of my hair. I staggered backward and Violet help me gain balance. "Go," I told her as we both quickly walked away. Violet turned around just in time for the bitch to scream, "YOU ARE DEAD!"
"What a retard," Violet shook her head with the same smirk she threw at the bitch outside.
"But she'll beat you and me up next time she sees us" I told her.
She shrugged, "I can deal with her"
I quickly grew worried for her, not really liking the fact that she was already written on someone's death list.
School was a total brain dead experience, too many adults cramming shit into my head like I care. Academics means nothing to me, I barely see the worth in it and that it why I always fail in my subjects. Which is a total shit fest considering that I used to be part of the swim team in my old school. But that's old cheese, I was long kicked out from that gig. Drugs and athletics so do not mix.
"How was your day?" I asked Violet when we met at the hallway. It was already the end of hell, all the kids like us were booking it out of here as soon as possible. And that meant that the exit door was totally swamped with kids, which is a good things since we've hiding our asses from the bitch earlier.
"Horrible" was her predictable answer, "Just take me home," She sighted tiredly just as we broke through the exit and was now walking to the parking lot.
"Sure thing, my princess" I rolled my eyes as I finally saw my sexy black lady waiting patiently for me. "Miss me, luv?" I asked the Ducati as I swung my right leg over it.
"You are such a boy sometimes" Violet rolled her eyes. I ignored her and instead, focus on gunning the engine back to life. I smirk at the sound of her engine, opting to compare it to a sexy tiger's purr. I peeled out of the parking lot, leaving behind the smell of rubber on asphalt as I did. The kids bounding the lame yellow school bus peered into our windows as we passed by, probably still wondering who we were. The drive to our house was uneventful, when we arrived at the house, I saw that the car was inside the garage meaning both my parents were home.
"Hey, did you meet anybody interesting today?" Violet asked me as we walked towards the house.
"Aside from a coke dealer and an asshole who likes to stare at my butt, nope, I haven't met anybody worth wasting my time over" I answered, opening the door for us. "How about you?" I asked, shutting the door when we were both inside.
"Same," She answered, pulling her hat off.
"Were home!" I yelled to anybody who cared. There was footsteps coming our way, my Vivien immerging from the kitchen.
"How was school?" She asked us expectantly.
"A horror show" Violet answered, making a beeline for the stairs. My mother's face suddenly dropped, "Was it that bad?" She turned to me.
I shrugged, "Let's just say we didn't make friends today" I said and then went to the living room for some relaxing and brain frying T.V.
Okay, this is my first American Horror Story Fic so please be gentle with me here. English isn't really my first language and I still don't have a Beta so excuse me for butchering the English language with my sucky grammar.